He was slamming back whiskey
when she came in the room
She looked out of place
in that strange dark saloon
She sat down on a bar stool
and she ordered some wine
One or two glasses
and she'd be just fine
He was smooth as the whiskey
She was sweet as the wine
It takes time to conquer
a women so fine
He was smooth as the whiskey
taking his time
he's making small talk
and pouring her wine
Then out of no where
comes this other man
he's making her laugh
and he's holding her hand
He was slamming back whiskey
When they left the room
another cold night
in a strange dark saloon
Registered with the Copyright right office
You can not copy or use in anyway
without the authors written permission. All violators
will be sued. To copyright your own work http: //www.copyright.gov/
Do not move the poems
copyright Clara Sue Keiper 2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem